On this warm, Texas day in July, I’d love nothing more than to be seated at the Barking Crab just off the Boston Harbor,but then I remember how we humiliated ourselves at that bar. My husband, Jim, and I were having drinks with our daughter to celebrate her graduation. She’d just earned her master’s degree and what better way to celebrate than having a drink at this popular site?
My husband isn’t Italian but sometimes talks with his hands. He hangs out a lot with our dogs, goats, and donkeys, so perhaps that accounts for why he uses so many hand gestures. It was indeed a stroke of bad luck when Jim flailed his arms wildly to make a point at the very instant the waitress appeared with our tray of drinks. She must have been a gymnast because miraculously, nothing was broken as the tray tottered from side to side. Sadly, she wasn’t quite as amused as we were! As the bar began filling up, we made the decision to leave. Unfortunately, I forgot we’d been seated at a raised table with a step beneath it. (You know where this is going, don’t you?) I missed the step and staggered wildly about to keep my balance, nearly collapsing into the arms of several patrons seated at the bar. We couldn’t get out of this place fast enough! Although this happened two years ago, our daughter teases us mercilessly about not being welcome at The Barking Crab any longer.
This picture serves as a reminder not to take myself too seriously. In the grand scheme of things, we’re not quite as important as we’d like to think. If you’re a writer, making characters flawed with occasional missteps along the way only adds to their depth, makes readers identify with them, and creates a great read. And remember that old saying, “Laugh and the world laughs with you!” (If you remember who said it, please leave a comment! If you’ve had an embarrassing moment, I’d love you to post THAT in the comment section too!